Guess The Word!

So about a year back, I wrote this poem and tonight at almost the same time - 2 30 AM- I feel this poem suits my mood very well! Hence the post...

7 letters end the joy
7 letters make me say oh boy!

The first 4 make you a bore
The rest 3 added, allow you to scream more

Wondering what the word actually is
No not yet will I tell, you will have to continue reading this

I mite go on & on until I wish to stop
Or I mite be lucky enough if the word just goes, I hope

So far there seem to be no signs of it fading away
Its just clinging to me, oh dear! Is it yet to stay?

I’m thinking of ways to get it off me
Hmm ...what can I do? Common...lets see

I could go to the beach, which sounds excellent, wow!
But I’m afraid that’s not something I can really do now

So I need to think of strategies to help me for the moment
Can’t someone help me? About their holidays... how have they spent?

But again there is no one to ask,
It’s just me & notepad, no one else on this task

Coming back, you must have figured the word I suppose,
The mood of this poem may give you an answer that’s very close

If, still, you feel, you haven’t a clue
I suggest you've got to read paragraph two

You’ve got the 4 letters already you just need to add three
And there you have your word, and that’s what’s clinging to me

Sadly, it’s not left me as yet, but a lil’ has at least gone
So nearing the end of this poem, the word is also known

In the end we've both benefitted, despite all this mess
You've got your word and...My BOREDOM is getting less! :)

Your longest flight...

You get welcomed aboard in hands that love you

And you have no idea to make out who is who

All you do is cry away because you're sumwhere new

But this is the journey where you get to prove ureself-if only you knew...


As a welcome you get priviledged and a secret is whispered in your ear

You keep quiet for a while and it is the Adhaan that you hear

Followed by the Iqamah you now enter the world of Islam

Where Allah is ure Lord and your book is the Quraan.


At birth you aren't much aware of your destination

But later you do realise that like all journeys, this one must have a termination

This flight is unique where you can make a decision on board

And pick from a choice of two, that which will be your final abode.


As you grow up you realise that the good has a place of its own

That which glitters, which is called Jannat, to which you'd like to be flown

And Jahannum is the dwelling for those who are evil doers

A place you don't want to transit nor arrive in, that which is for disbelievers.


But your flight only follows the directions you give it

So you make up a map for your journey with your deeds, bit by bit

Your compass is the guidance you get from your fellow Muslims and your community

And you learn from previous passengers, be it Prophets or those who showed enmity.


To assist you, Allah has bestowed you with intellect

This gives you the power to differentiate and select

Good over evil if you want your arrival into a place filled with gems & fountains

And the arrow on your compass now points in the opposite direction to the place filled with fire and serpents.


So there you start: being generous and pious, obedient and honest

Fulfilling that which is compulsory and being at your best

Refraining from anything that makes you a bad human being

While abstaining from the forbidden, in all aspects of speaking, hearing or seeing.


For your service, your inflight entertainment includes mosques and islamic schools

Where the entertainment is so splendour it penetrates your soul and becomes your tools

That prevent you from any mishaps and calamities while you are heading towards your goal

And explain your journey and its unknown time period so you can understand your role.


And you are blessed with wealth that outbeats gold & silver

That you have to learn to use carefully & wisely, but not like a miser

It's all in your hands, you choose and have your own say

But do not allow a second of your time to run away.


So stop back and think where are you heading to for a moment

You don't know how long you have before all your 'wealth' is spent

You have the longest flight infront of you that you will never experience again

So fill out your arrival forms to read the destination of all gain

And do not lead your flight, your life, in utter vain...